Su Xing opened his eyes.
There was something bleak inside the house.
He shook his head, feeling that his brain was a little dizzy and the air was stuffy.
He staggered out of bed, pulled down the wooden latch, and pushed open the door.
Outside, the sky was filled with clouds and there was no sunlight. The whole world seemed gray and suffocating.
Is it going to rain?
Su Xingying returned to the table and sat blankly for a while, then accidentally turned his head and saw the washbasin next to him.
Then I remembered that I hadn’t washed my face or brushed my teeth.
I stood up and was about to fetch water when I felt a faint chill on the soles of my feet and realized that I didn't even wear shoes.
I didn't know what to do first. I stood there blankly and suddenly noticed a dull pain in my left hand.
I opened my sleeves and saw two crooked characters.
Kung Fu.
Kung Fu?
The Fuso spiritual root is completely integrated into the body, and the Fuso vitality technique that is subsequently understood seems to be engraved into the soul.
When his thoughts came to him, the spiritual energy in his body soon began to flow, and the heavens began to circulate.
A flash of emerald light flashed across the sea of consciousness.
Su Xing's eyes lit up, no longer dull, and he regained clarity and calmness.
Regardless of his feet still on the ground, Su Xing packed up the lost memories.
The two people in the room, Pharmacist Wang, and the flowers behind.
Two more people came to my room last night.
His consciousness gathered, and on his back, a black sunflower was blooming, becoming more and more delicate.
He began to summarize the past few days.
Yesterday, because he was worried about his poor disguise and being affected by the black sunflower, he left a message to himself and voluntarily stopped operating the Fuso Life Technique.
Clearly, he succeeded. Not only did Medicine Master Wang not realize that he could escape from the control, but he also relied on the information left behind to allow him to discover the abnormality in his current sluggish state, thus once again breaking free from the influence of the Xuan Kui Pattern on his back.
Now, he has more information.
He discovered that even if he did not activate the Fuso Life Technique, his sanity was not completely lost.
However, my brain seems to be a little more stagnant today.
Yesterday, apart from being a little drowsy and forgetting the existence of the black sunflowers behind me, I was still able to rain and think normally.
He even proposed a trip to Dongshan.
However, he was rejected by Pharmacist Wang.
Su Xing's eyes flashed.
Pharmacist Wang just said two words to him, no.
Without any questioning or inquiry, he just gave up and went back to the house.
It seems that the other party is indeed influencing and controlling him step by step.
But what is it for? Who is he worthy of spending so much effort and performing such weird magic?
Put aside your doubts for the time being, the top priority is to find an opportunity to escape from Dongshan.
Pharmacist Wang is a first-level pharmacist. He should still be in the Qi training stage, but I don’t know whether it is the middle or late stage.
In a head-on confrontation, the opponent has been practicing for a long time and is an official disciple of the sect. He has many Taoist techniques, but he only has an ordinary Ivy technique. It would be easy for the opponent to kill him.
On the other hand, the status of pharmacists is at the top of the medicine garden. Even though there was a mountain like Han Qiaozhi behind him, the other party attacked rashly and could urgently call on the Yaoyuan manpower, but he could not immediately move to rescue the troops.
After thinking calmly for a while, Su Xing finally added some scratches and made some arrangements in the room.
Finding nothing missing, Su Xing stopped operating the Fusang Shengsheng Technique.
Tomorrow is the day that I agreed with Pharmacist Wang to go to Yuli Peak to apply rain. Before that, the other party must not let the other party discover anything strange and alert the snake.
Soon, my mind seemed to be filled with clouds and fog, and gradually became a little chaotic.
Like the dark sky outside.
Su Xing opened his eyes again and was stunned for a while before putting on his shoes and washing his face and mouth.
He was unaware of the haze in his mind, but the remaining reason allowed him to maintain the inertia of life and still use 10% of his spiritual energy to rain.
In the middle, because he accidentally saw the words on the arm or inside the house, he subconsciously ran the Fusang Shengsheng Technique and regained his clarity twice.
However, he quickly stopped using his skills and plunged himself into chaos.
In the afternoon, an unexpected person came to visit.
Han Qiaozhi.
Wearing an exquisite skirt, beaded flower hairpin, and hanging tassels, it sparkled like a treasure. She is like a goddess carved from ivory, generous, dignified, gentle and quiet.
Sitting in the dilapidated courtyard of Su Xing, I took a sip of mountain spring water. The usually sweet spring water, which Su Xing often used to entertain guests, seemed even more shabby compared with the pearly and noble woman.
However, the beauty smiled beautifully and was not dissatisfied.
After talking for a few words, Han Qiaozhi seemed a little confused and asked: "Brother Su, why does his face look wrong? Is he still a little tired from this job?"
Brother Su shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were a little confused. Just as he was about to answer, a person suddenly appeared outside the simple courtyard gate, Pharmacist Wang.
"Senior Sister Han is here, Wang Hesheng is polite." Pharmacist Wang bowed politely, which showed Han Qiaozhi's status.
"I understand, please step aside first. Junior Brother Su and I are from the same hometown, and we still have old memories to talk about." Facing outsiders, Han Qiaozhi's face instantly became cold, and her smile was no longer as charming as before.
"Yes." Neither of them stood up, but Pharmacist Wang didn't seem dissatisfied. Nod, turn and walk away.
However, it did not completely disappear from sight. A figure could still be vaguely seen through the fence of the courtyard.
Pharmacist Wang, who usually rarely met people, suddenly came to salute him enthusiastically. Su Xing always felt that something was wrong, but his head felt a little heavy. Even logically, I should have stood up and said a few words of courtesy, but I forgot about it.
So I just asked casually:
"He seems to respect you."
Han Qiaozhi put a smile on her face again and said playfully: "I am an inner disciple. Although he has taken a post in the Dancaofang, he has the same title as a formal disciple. Of course he must bow when he sees me."
"Then you can't beat him." Su Xing was in a daze and asked questions based on his feelings. The questions came out of nowhere.
Han Qiaozhi chuckled, but answered seriously: "How is that possible? I have only been practicing Qi for a few months. In the later stages of Wang Hesheng's Qi training, I am no match."
How do you know the other party's information so well? Just as Su Xing was about to ask, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind:
"How to get to Yanhan Peak?"
"Oh? Brother Su, do you want to come to the peak to catch up with me once in a while?" Han Qiaozhi smiled generously, but she didn't think he was strange. "Actually, that's why I came here this time."
With that said, he opened the storage bag. The storage bag was like a small sachet, decorated with gold and jade, and looked extraordinary. It looked much better than the white cloth bag that came standard with Lin Xixi's official disciples.
He took out a token and handed it to Su Xing.
"Brother Su, give it a try despite the influx of spiritual consciousness."
Su Xing picked it up and took a look. The token looked like gold or jade, with exquisite carvings and two words written on it: Yan Han.
Following Qiaozhi's words, spiritual consciousness poured in, and a partial map of the sect seemed to appear in the sea of consciousness. Su Xing was stunned for a moment and found that one corner of the map happened to be the Dongshan Mountain where he was located, while the other end was a mountain peak with the word Yan Han written on it.
"Brother Su, follow this map and you will reach Yanhan Peak in about half an hour. If you enter the mountain with this token, someone will naturally come to greet you."
"Okay." Su Xing responded blankly, not knowing how to thank him, and suddenly asked: "How is Master Yanhan like a person?"
